Only perfect when I’m gone

I hate you — you swore we could have it all,

Now I’m sitting here, trying not to fall.

You ask why I’m leaving when we got it right,

But we didn’t — we just stopped the fight.

I don’t give a fuck,

I tried too hard, you pushed your luck.

I’m tired, crying, falling apart,

Sobbing to “I love you, I’m sorry” — that’s the part.

Gracie Abrams never would’ve seen you coming,

I tried so hard but you kept on running.

You crossed a line I can’t stand on —

It’s only perfect when I’m gone.

You said, “baby, I’ve changed,” but it’s just the same,

You love the drama, not the pain.

You love to fix what you break again,

Then ask me why it has to end.

I gave my all till there’s nothing left,

You loved the tears, not what came next.

And every “sorry” lost its sound,

You lift me up just to tear me down.

And I hate that I still dream of your touch,

Even when I know I’ve had enough.

‘Cause it’s only perfect when I’m gone,

You play the part till the lights come on.

You break me down, then right your wrongs,

Pretend you’ll change when I move on.

You want the ghost, not the girl who’s strong —

It’s only perfect when I’m gone.

You said I made you better — maybe that’s true,

But better for you meant worse for me too.

You call it love, I call it pain,

You call it healing, I call it shame.

‘Cause it’s only perfect when I’m gone,

You want my silence to sing your song.

You miss the mess you built upon,

But I’m not coming back — I’ve moved on.

You want the ghost, not the girl who’s strong,

It’s only perfect when I’m gone.

Yeah, it’s only perfect when I’m gone.

You’ll miss the hurt — but I’ll move on.